I was drunk. In one hour we had 1 Corona, 4 Smirnoff Twisteds, and shared a bottle of Hurricane. Todos Tomen! It was great. I drove home ok.

I've been told the only way to truly know how you feel about something is to deprive yourself of it. That's exactly what I'm going to do. Farewell.

Well. Yes. To all those faithful readers (?1?):

I haven't much updated with anything useful. I'm in a very strange stage of life right now. I guess I should tell you what I've been doing.

WorkI go to work. When I'm supposed to. My job, as customer service, is hell. I'm bored all day long and my anger progresses as the day does. There was one ( Read more... )

Happy New Years. I know it's a bit late. Sorry I missed you earlier when it wasn't for me but was for you.

I think I'm going to quit my job. I hate it. It's making me go crazy. I can't stand going to work anymore. I haven't showed up in 3 days.

What does this mean?

I won't have money. I probably won't have a car or a place to live. I will probably die.

Oh well.

I'm smoking again. I figured I should tell everyone. It's bad for me, I know. But it's one of the few things I can do right.

Stole from Laura who stole it from some other dude.


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Kissing the LiplessCalled to see if your back ( Read more... )

Quick, someone give me a good game to purchase. Do it now! NOW!

Today I decided that if I killed myself, life might be better for me. Maybe it's better on the other side. I don't know what it is, but I can't stay here anymore. I just can't. I have to do something that makes me feel good about myself. And I can't do that here...